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Asherah
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:[Name]: Asherah
:[Meaning]: She who walks in the sea.
:[Gender]: female
:[Species]: Lion
:[Pride]: Rogue
:[Rank]: NA
:[Seer Status]: No
:[Obtained]: This contest.:[Colorist]: Ameh
:[Random Facts]: --- Secretly hopes to find her cubs.
--- Is certain her old mate is dead.
--- Despises hyenas with an unholy passion.
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Personality
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Asherah is bitter. Every day that she remains a slave is a day in which her anger grows twofold. She has a lot of spite for her captors and finds a personal pleasure in the misfortunes that happen to fall upon them. Not that she would ever voice any of this. Oh, goodness, no. She knows better than that.
Since becoming a slave she has learned to keep her emotions in check and her eyes inscrutable so as to keep them from gleaning anything that she is truly feeling. After all, emotion used against her was what drove her to her current fate and she vowed never to let that happen again.
As such she tries not to bond with anyone. Ash tries to convince herself that she is better off left to her own devices but deep inside she still aches to have the company of another, even in a shaky friendship. She is constantly warring with herself over this fact and considers it to be her greatest weakness.
Despite all of the anger and confusion in her heart, this lioness has learned to put on a gentle, sweet demeanor. She has impeccable manners and is quick to serve and please, if only because of her want to survive. Ash has seen what fates had fallen onto the shoulders of other lions who were captured and she wishes wholeheartedly to avoid them.
Her dream is to be a part of a great lion rebellion and be free to roam the lands once more without being under the paw of these filthy hyenas but it is a dream she is not willing to stick her neck out to start.
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History
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Long before she was a slave, Asherah was a huntress of great skill. Another hunter snagged her heart and Ash, being the sweet, gentle girl that she truly was, fell head over heels in love. It wasn't long before she was pregnant and gave birth to three healthy, adventurous cubs. They were the centerpiece of her entire life and she felt truly blessed. For a time, she lived in peace with her lifemate and three cubs.
Or at least until the fateful day in which her lifemate did not return from his hunting trip.
Asherah was grief stricken and warred with herself as to whether or not she should search for him or stay with the cubs who were still too young to take care of themselves. They lived alone in the roguelands with no one to help them. She finally decided that she had to stay and protect their young but fate was not yet done shattering her picture perfect life.
The oldest cub ventured out in the night when Asherah was asleep in search of his father. When she woke the next morning, the lioness was in a panic. She searched and searched the den but her little boy was nowhere in sight. Not knowing what else to do, she ordered her other two cubs, sweetfaced little girls, to stay put and that she would be home soon with their brother.
Asherah never found her lifemate or her cub. Instead, she was found by a pack of hyenas and the rest is history.
-Since this has become free and is in search of a new home.
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